Yeah basically, huh? Motivational Interviewing, what a science. Or maybe one will throw some Cognitive Behavioral Therapy at you. Basically, you pay someone to listen to you yap who has to act concerned for a fee.
Everything's temporary, brother... everything. Even the good stuff. But that doesn't mean things "don't matter," just 'cause they're not permanent. Things come and go... and that's how I think it all works. Waves come and go. People come and go. Everything changes, and everything has a meaning, whether we understand it or not. Remembering that always kinda puts my head into peaceful place. Stops everything from panic attacks to heartbreak. We get happy... we get sad... we get scared... we get angry... and none of it lasts forever.
^^ well spoken LBCrew What does it mean that the things that meant something to us, 20 yrs ago, 10 yrs ago, last year, even 6 mos ago, don't mean much now or we don't value them present-day? Not everything; some things, many people that once meant something, gone by the wayside of Life; lots of things, though. Lots of people, too. What are memories worth? In the end, the afterwards time when we are nothing at all, not even a wisp of a memory ourselves, the goals & dreams & accomplishments meaningless. Pretty easy to see how waynecreep or ISIScreep can enter into people's craniums.
Yeah, dude, see that's part of the problem. I realize all of this. I guess I wanted to burn out than fade away. I can only handle mundane routines for so long. There's a quote I have used on here before, probably, forget the author. "In life one must choose between boredom or suffering." Something like that. Meaning, living a "wilder" life comes with extreme highs and serious lows. Meanwhile living a dull life, is boring but less drama and periods of let-downs. And it was usually one or the other. Now they both got me. Ha.
0, Hey the other week I was perusing the Press of Atlantic City and came across a DEAR ABBY letter by some dude in Delaware. The dude was all upset that his cat seems interested in his neighbor. It was bordering on the sexual. I kept blinking my eyes to see if I was reading correctly.. the dude went on aboot how he let himself go physically and his neighbor is in shape. ANd the cat waits at the window to see the neighbor. The letter writer even tried to tint his windows so the cat couldn't see the neighbor but the cat scratched-it-off. The dude whined aboot how he provides room and board for the cat and stuff. It wasn't you was it? Man, I'm on a three week streak of not seeing someone I knew in the obituaries or crime reports. Three weeks. Longest in 15 months.
I can vouch for the sky diving. The cold weather will add another dimension to it, especially if you wear your birthday suit under the jumpsuit, and leave the fly wide open. Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the wind" will have new meaning.
I am not a shrink, but I would like land lovers, cagers, and hogs to ante up more for the privilege of me acknowledging their pathetic excuse of an existence. “Meaning and morality of One's life come from within oneself. Healthy, strong individuals seek self expansion by experimenting and by living dangerously. Life consists of an infinite number of possibilities and the healthy person explores as many of them as posible. Religions that teach pity, self-contempt, humility, self-restraint and guilt are incorrect. The good life is ever changing, challenging, devoid of regret, intense, creative and risky.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche
If you've ever stared at the toilet paper roll & wondered.....should it roll out over the top or from underneath...? Then it could be time for a break from what it is.
DUUUDE! I thought I was the only that considered this ever...it really peeves me off when it comes from the backside underneath - top side in front only!!!!
Ok, since Spicoli, has blessed us with his presence once againe, albeit for a short time, I went back in time and checked stuff from a while ago. One of the things I looked upon, that there of which, was the original 2013 Swellie awards. God, everyone was fun or angry back then. And God said, "Yay, it was good." Anyways, man I saw some strange stuff having to do with the whole Multiple Account Theory and stuff. How many people was MIS? Man, I should have been a college professor. Anyways, then I come back to the present and this Poseidon dude has stolen Seldom Seen's dog, apparently. I'm confused. Luckily tomorrow is drug day. Oh shoot I gotta worry aboot that now because my boy's losing it. And he lost $200 of pills. So, who is going to take the hit for that? Me? I need new drug dealers. Anyone interested in the position let me know. Help me stay off the streets. I tend to end up in the Emergency Room when I hit the city. I'm a fool for the city.
I stare at the empty roll sometimes and think, are people really that focking lazy, they couldn't take 3 focking seconds and change the roll?!?!?
I have developed a serious annoyance with the increasing number of selfish male & female & rainbow freak jackasses who don't return their shopping carts at the supermarket & just ditch the cart in a parking space or in the median thing. WTF is that anyways?!? They push the fully-laden cart around the store for 35 minutes, buying their massive bags of sugar-laden fat pig American processed crap, trundle it out to their fukkking Range Rover or Subaru & then they can't push the empty cart back to the store for others to use.
A Mine is with the lazy focks and the electric scooters some stores provide. They ride them to the car and leave them out there in the parking lot